[It's too bright to see, too hot to touch, and Masamune watches unblinking and unmoving. His eye gleams bright even when there's no firelight left to reflect. Plumes of thick steam curl around him like clouds, like a soft ethereal mane, like the coiling body of a serpent.
It's just the two of them here, but this time it was only Yukimura who brought them here. It was a trail he needed to blaze for himself, but not one he needed to walk alone.
Masamune's chest feels light, inflated with the utmost pride and love.]
How cool... That's the rival I know and love. What do you see, Sanada Yukimura?!
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It's just the two of them here, but this time it was only Yukimura who brought them here. It was a trail he needed to blaze for himself, but not one he needed to walk alone.
Masamune's chest feels light, inflated with the utmost pride and love.]
How cool... That's the rival I know and love. What do you see, Sanada Yukimura?!